To the girl with broken dreams

Almost all the old Disney princess movies portrayed princesses (to name a few- Snow White, Cinderella, Rapunzel) dependent on a man to get them out of trouble. And hence many girls like me, grew up with this similar fantasy that there is an actual hero out there who will save me from any problem. For most of my adolescence stage, I kept wondering

“When will my Prince Charming come?“

Today I have found a short poem by Chisala Kataya which effectively conveys this despaired feeling. This poem is for all those girls who expected a hero.

This poem is for all the girls with broken dreams.

DISCLAIMER– The
poem below titled, “It Doesn’t Have A Title” has been originally published by Chisala Kataya at https://chisalamypoems.blogspot.com/.
I’ve been given permission by the author to use this poem here on my blog. The
views and opinions contained in this post do not necessarily express or reflect
those of Chisala. No part of this poem may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval
system or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical,
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“It Doesn’t Have A Title”

She needed a hero,

In her weakness she needed a shoulder
to pour out her heart.

Shed the tears she felt inside,

Show them she felt the butterflies
despite the broken glass from past lovers she thought were the one.

The one to paint sunshine in all the
blue she saw,

Each day the rains poured the well
filled up with her wishes that never came true,

The truth small numbers discarded of
all the times she counted herself happy.

They never lasted,

Like the caped hero thought it a good job after they’d taken her places.

She imagined a scene,

Where the hero’s last stand would
leave him breathless,

And in his last moments he’d hold her
porcelain face,

And tell her,

The pain he gave her was his way of
coping with the day he thought she’d leave.

She’d wake from this dream,

In the dead of the night to the
realization that this hero never came.

That this hero wasn’t the one.

That this hero didn’t care enough to
listen to her ghosts.

She’d bleed in silence,

Pick up the pieces to a love she
thought she’d shared.

That never existed,

That the memories she thought they’d
shared were just a figment of her imagination,

He’d blow kisses instead.

She thought to herself,

She didn’t ask for the world,

But just a small portion of it to call
her own.

For her rotting anxiety and depression
to fall in arms that she’d finally call home.

I’ve been through this phase and it kind of took a toll on me, my mental health, my confidence, my social communication and what not! Then one day I said to myself- Enough of waiting desperately for someone who never shows up! I’ve made it through so many tough situations, all by myself. I can take on anything life throws my way, without the need to wait for my hero to come.

I’m a fighter!

Even Disney has become more progressive with princess role models like Tiana, Mulan, Elsa. They fought their own battles and had a happy ending without the help of a man.

She Needed a Hero, So That’s What She Became.

Yes, bad things happen. Even worse, it happens to the good people,
most. It’s a very disheartening feeling to experience a broken dream. You feel
hopeless, demoralized. The possibility of things getting worse daunts you all
the time. But these same broken dreams are also opportunities for new
beginnings. Look past the sorrow, look past the fear and you will give way to a
positive and optimistic future.

I’m sure after reading this post you must be thinking- Wow! I am not the only one who feels like this. There’s someone else who empathizes with me. There’s someone who has been in the same shoes. Yes, I’ve been labeled. I’ve been misinterpreted. I’ve been self-conscious. But let me tell you this- it can only break you if you let it. So all you lovelies reading this-

Live BIG. Live BOLD. Live BEAUTIFUL.

Share your gloomy day stories where you were always in low spirits. Let us know your heartbreak stories or some self-care tips. Just pour your heart out. We’re all in this together. Please share your thoughts in the comments below. Come back soon to read my next article or subscribe to get it delivered directly in your inbox. Bookmark this page to save time in searching again. Have a nice day ahead.

Chisala Kataya, who goes by ChisalamyPoems, is an unorthodox poet who loves to read novels and is just an open minded guy. His goal is to do more spoken word live performances and meet a lot more like minded people for growth and inspiration. Ultimately get his work published. Check out his Facebook page or follow him on Instagram.

“My inspiration just comes to me, but most of the times the lives that people live tell stories I can’t ignore. Writing for me is a hobby and I wouldn’t trade the words in my head for anything.”

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10 thoughts on “To the girl with broken dreams”

I can so relate to this post – thank you for sharing the poem, too. I spent much of my life in that waiting mode. I think as women, we are raised in a culture that teaches us to expect Prince Charming to come and make everything all better. The best day of my life was when I realized I was the hero of my own story, and set out to create my own adventure and make things better on my own 🙂

This poem landed on my tummy like a flying kick but I must say that I was never good in waiting. I didn’t just swiped left and right in every country I explored and cities I have lived, I also desperately subtly seduced my way to finding two arms I can call home until sheer exhaustion took over me. I vowed never to try again. I vowed to love myself first. Then he came. Though we aren’t married yet, I can confidently say that I love myself more now to declare that it will be my decision if I want him in my life or not. People change.People can only grow.

Thanks for sharing this. And I definitely believe that sometimes we need heroes but sometimes a hero is with in ourselves. And we have to fight through some battles and endure some uncomfortable situations in order for the hero to be present well said!